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作曲 : Single H
There!
What's that for?
You can't walking up the Champ Elyses looking like a tourist undertaker!
And another thing, never a briefcase in Paris and never an umbrella. That's a law.
I have a better suppose, Sabrina.
Suppose I were ten years younger and you weren't in love with David.
Suppose I asked you to...
I suppose I'm just talking nonsense.
I suppose so.
Suppose you sing that song again, slowly.